Say goodnight, sneakin' I ain't f*ckin' no thot, I ain't f*ckin' no pity shits
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Hop in the cut, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' real rich Your bitch like Simon, the way that she hit the splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, you get done quick Watch just how I double up, double cup
Yeah, I slob on my ass, that boy double dutch Yo' bitch, she act neeky, she act nasty, I don't wanna f*ck
Run it up, just like runnin' back How I smoke a pack, that's yo' bitch, I'll break her back
Play with Melo, you get whacked Play with me and Lil' Kidd, can we end her back, just get a smack
Yo, yeah, bitch, call me Baby I'm the one puttin' the flu on the daily
All pass me a bitch, Tom Brady Got a thick white bitch in the head, gang crazy
I ain't writein' shit down, I get on the beat And I feel like the crack in the 80s
See, I got the switch and the party played We can get cooked like gravy
I jumped off the porch like a young nigga should He can get paid, get popped like a hood
K-Show time, bitch, nigga good in the hood I'm thinkin' my nigga misunderstood
I throw me a pack and I'm gettin' out my body Being ain't shit just like John Gotti
I got this four, we gon' pop out the party And we been gettin' it in
I'm with Lil' Max and we on the two, man We sausage and friends
Long live cheese, nigga, all the way to the end
I ain't f*ckin' no thot, I ain't f*ckin' no pity shit
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Pop a liquor, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' really rich Yo, bitch, like Simon, the way that she hits splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, bitch, I can't stop it
Blue shit, finna cop it You know Melo be on green
I see the red, I ain't stoppin' Love her ass, cause she so toxic
THC, I feel the toxins Throw that gang up, bitch, we drop it
Larry Bird, these hoes, they flockin
MELO - Pretty bih (feat. Kshowtime) Lyrics
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Say goodnight, sneakin' I ain't f*ckin' no thot, I ain't f*ckin' no pity shits
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Hop in the cut, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' real rich Your bitch like Simon, the way that she hit the splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, you get done quick Watch just how I double up, double cup
Yeah, I slob on my ass, that boy double dutch Yo' bitch, she act neeky, she act nasty, I don't wanna f*ck
Run it up, just like runnin' back How I smoke a pack, that's yo' bitch, I'll break her back
Play with Melo, you get whacked Play with me and Lil' Kidd, can we end her back, just get a smack
Yo, yeah, bitch, call me Baby I'm the one puttin' the flu on the daily
All pass me a bitch, Tom Brady Got a thick white bitch in the head, gang crazy
I ain't writein' shit down, I get on the beat And I feel like the crack in the 80s
See, I got the switch and the party played We can get cooked like gravy
I jumped off the porch like a young nigga should He can get paid, get popped like a hood
K-Show time, bitch, nigga good in the hood I'm thinkin' my nigga misunderstood
I throw me a pack and I'm gettin' out my body Being ain't shit just like John Gotti
I got this four, we gon' pop out the party And we been gettin' it in
I'm with Lil' Max and we on the two, man We sausage and friends
Long live cheese, nigga, all the way to the end
I ain't f*ckin' no thot, I ain't f*ckin' no pity shit
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Pop a liquor, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' really rich Yo, bitch, like Simon, the way that she hits splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, bitch, I can't stop it
Blue shit, finna cop it You know Melo be on green
I see the red, I ain't stoppin' Love her ass, cause she so toxic
THC, I feel the toxins Throw that gang up, bitch, we drop it
Larry Bird, these hoes, they flockin
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Hop in the cut, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' real rich Your bitch like Simon, the way that she hit the splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, you get done quick Watch just how I double up, double cup
Yeah, I slob on my ass, that boy double dutch Yo' bitch, she act neeky, she act nasty, I don't wanna f*ck
Run it up, just like runnin' back How I smoke a pack, that's yo' bitch, I'll break her back
Play with Melo, you get whacked Play with me and Lil' Kidd, can we end her back, just get a smack
Yo, yeah, bitch, call me Baby I'm the one puttin' the flu on the daily
All pass me a bitch, Tom Brady Got a thick white bitch in the head, gang crazy
I ain't writein' shit down, I get on the beat And I feel like the crack in the 80s
See, I got the switch and the party played We can get cooked like gravy
I jumped off the porch like a young nigga should He can get paid, get popped like a hood
K-Show time, bitch, nigga good in the hood I'm thinkin' my nigga misunderstood
I throw me a pack and I'm gettin' out my body Being ain't shit just like John Gotti
I got this four, we gon' pop out the party And we been gettin' it in
I'm with Lil' Max and we on the two, man We sausage and friends
Long live cheese, nigga, all the way to the end
I ain't f*ckin' no thot, I ain't f*ckin' no pity shit
Bitch, no, I'm f*ckin' a pretty bitch Run to the back, finna chase to the millions
SB, you know that we spinnin' shit Pop a liquor, bitch, you know that we killin' shit
Me and the gang gettin' really rich Yo, bitch, like Simon, the way that she hits splits
Watch how I hit yo' bitch, bitch, I can't stop it
Blue shit, finna cop it You know Melo be on green
I see the red, I ain't stoppin' Love her ass, cause she so toxic
THC, I feel the toxins Throw that gang up, bitch, we drop it
Larry Bird, these hoes, they flockin
Writer: maximus Munoz
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